Holy

I saw the Lord
Seated on the throne
And he’s clothed in Glory
And Exalted high
And the train of his robe
Fills the Temple
And the Angels gather 'round him
and cry
You are Holy
Oh so Holy
You are Holy Lord of all
And woe is me
For I am unclean
And my eyes have seen
The coming King
And he clensed my lips
Right before I died
And the Pillars shook
As the Angels cried